Unprofessional

Chapter fourteen

Nathan stood before a wall, it was known to be a dead end in the palace grounds of Thenas but it really wasn't. He placed his hand on it and it rolled to the other side. He stepped in, in his lonesome. He scanned the ever dark and eerie dungeon, rage burning in his insides. He descended the flight of stairs that led to a huge cage. From the vigorous sounds heard from the dark coated cage, one would think it was a feral wolf locked inside of it. He puffed his cigarette starring deep into the darkness carried by the huge iron cage.
"Brother". A deep baritone voice boomed from the cage, his voice a thousand octaves, able to render a being immobile and petrified. Nathan was not the least affected by his aura and the energy he emanated.
Nathan took a long puff of his cigarette, looking directly at his supposed invisible brother. Nathan was a vampire and so he could see his brother clearly regardless of the thick layers of darkness that swirled within the cage.
"Iblis". Nathan called with malice laced in his tone. Power pulsated out of his brother's cage but it had no effect on him. The power he possessed was unable to harm him because that same power resided in him.
"You received my message". Iblis stated and chuckled afterwards. The silence he had received was evidence that he did receive his message.
"You must be a legendary demon to have access to the minds of my people whilst in a cage as encased as this". Nathan said playfully tilting his head to the side.
"You have no idea what I'm up to. History would repeat itself". He chuckled even darker infuriating the king.
"Forget about your stupid plans Iblis. Don't think I am still the same Nathan you used to know". Nathan said. "I will not only lock you up, I will send you home. You would go meet mama in hell". Nathan was the one chuckling this time around, his was as though he had gone berserk.
"Brother brother brother". He began sarcastically. "Don't let your guard down. I am lurking, I would be free. You have with you the keys to my freedom".
Nathan tilted his head to the side, scrutinizing the mad man encaged before him.
"A little advice Nathan dear, keep her close...if I get my hands on her..." He chuckled sardonically infuriating the king.
"You will not touch even a strand of her hair". Nathan said with anger dripping from his eyes.
"I once did and will do it again. Ravaya will die a second death". Iblis smirked and without any warning, he was slammed to the wall of the cage. The impact could have landed the cage down but the magic that had been keeping the cage standing was even stronger. Nathan slammed him hard on the iron bars.
"I will slit your throat if you dare utter her name". Nathan roared. Iblis was far from afraid or scared instead, he wore the most devilish smile, clearly mocking at his brother.
Nathan's hold on him was bone shattering. He glowered at his crazed brother. He teleported out of the cage not satiated, he wanted to rip the psycho apart and expel him from this world to where he belonged.
"I will reinforce the power surging in this cage so you won't have the leisure of penetrating other's minds". Nathan declared under clenched teeth. Iblis was quiet this time around. Nathan smirked, his maniac brother was only silent when he wasn't in control of things. Without pondering much, he left.
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Jared and Jerry were gone and she was the only one present. She had come back from work, this time safe and sound with no odd occurrences and she was happy for that at least. She sat on her bed, she was working on her laptop. The work was indeed much but she was going to handle all the hassle. She was the capable Gelma Moriaty. While working, her eyes spotted the gift bag Mr. Wallace gave to her, she had kept it on her bedside table. She began reminiscing about her encounter with the dark beauty that afternoon and God it was embarrassing.
"I can't accept this. This might be a way to lure me into your bed".
"Miss Moriaty". He called looking composed and not in rage yet. Maybe the calm before the storm.
Since she had an innermost wise woman inside of her, she butted in.
"Apologies for my useless utterance". She curtsied.
She caught him off guard. In this century and era, girls had forgotten the word curtsy. What got him more shocked was that he had heard those exact words before, the very first time he met Ravaya.
"Be careful with what you say. It might be the reason for your joblessness". He said. "Leave. Your services are not needed at the moment".
She let out her breath not knowing she had been keeping it still waiting for his reaction to her apology. Guess she was lucky today not to attract any problems. She smiled at her memory. Jonathan Wallace wasn't that bad after all.